Let's be rational here...

2010-08-12 @ 11:34 p.m.
Resentment


I think that parents set us up with guilt complexes from an early age.

They treat us badly - dismissing us when we need to talk, shouting at us when we crave peace and quiet, doing everything they do for themselves but pretending to sacrifice things in order for us to be fed and clothed.

They don't attempt to understand us as people and can't wait for us to reach the ripe old age of 16 so they can turf us out on our newly teenaged asses.

They use us in every conceiveable manner and then make us grovel for a small favour in return.

They scar us over years of emotional neglect and turn bubbly out going children into insecure closed off adults.

One thing after another. Leaving you with noone but yourself to rely on.

They take away what should be the two most important people in your life, the two people you can go to for anything and replace them with unfeeling replicas.

But then, the minute you start to resent them, the minute you see past the bullshit and realise that it doesn't have to be like this, they do something nice for you...or they say something sweet...however fleeting.

And then you feel bad for ever doubting their love.

Until the next time you remember everything.

And the bad far outweighs the good.

So right now, i hate you for making me hate myself, for hating you.

<<ghosts []the mist>>


me

A shit load of contradictions, wrapped up neatly, with a nice pretty bow.

adore

Reading. Writing. Zoos & Animal Parks. Bowling. Coffee Ice-cream. Blues Rock/Alternative/Indie Music. Fallen Angels. Wild Flowers. Pastrami. Vanilla Coke. Autumn. Harry Potter. Driving. Turquoise. Southern Comfort. Aviators. Semolina. Christmas. Museums. Dream Catchers. Roller Coasters. Tattoos. Winter Cider. Philosophy. Vintage Shops. Night time. Chinese Lanterns. Hoop earrings. Sci-Fi. Flowery Skirts. Mythical Creatures. Weeping Willows. Castles. Yankee Candles. Rainy Mornings. Ballet Pumps. Baking. Art Galleries. Long pendants. Quills and Ink. Spiced Rum. Libraries. Sleeping. Converse. Forests. Banana Milk. Venetian Masks. Poetry. Fireworks. US License Plates. Graveyards. Quotes. White Chocolate. Cats. Stars. Scrap Books. Shopping. Metallic Nail Varnish. Keepsakes. Phoenixes. Golden Grahams. Horror Movies. Tea (Esp. Rose Earl Grey). Lemonade Shower Gel. Travelling. Tragic Love. Piercings. Old Book & New Sponge Smells. Storms. Witty People. Cherries. Colourful Socks. American Dramas. Airports. Aston Martins. Hazelnut Lattes. Cowboys. Skeleton Keys. Cajun Chicken. Ivy. Dreams. Cinnamon Waffles. Old London. French Cheese. Trilby Hats. Antiques. Colourful Plasters. Postcards. Colourful paperclips. Bangles. Marvel & DC Comics. Key rings. Notebooks.

detest

Dishonesty. Racism. Narrow-Mindedness. Idiocy. Unwarranted Violence. Neglective Parents. Bullying. Unearned Respect. Betrayal. Extreme Heat. Bright Lights. Sickness. Mushrooms & Olives. Alarm Clocks. Unfounded Jealousy. South African Accents. Celebrity Biographies. Suffocating Presences. Restrictions. Superficial people. Game playing. Routines.

desire

Robert Frost Leather Bound Journal.

Small Vinyl Book Ends.

Astro Star Lamp.


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